The bitterness in his heart was suddenly poured out, and a drop of tears could no longer stop him from crying. Strong Han never wet his eyes even if his hand was broken, but he cried in front of his lover at the moment.
His tears dripped in the corner of Mei Chaofeng’s eye, and Mei Chaofeng frowned slightly, as if to wake up. Suddenly, Chen Xuanfeng had a little finger on Mei Chaofeng’s point and Fengchi’s point, and she fell asleep in an instant.
Chen Xuanfeng got up and stared at Mei Chaofeng’s sleeping face. His eyes were separated from color, but he put his lips together and gently stuck them on Mei Chaofeng’s lips. Tears ran down his cheeks and slipped into their mouths.
Bitter taste …
"Wife, you must live well …" Chen Xuanfeng called this woman "wife" for the first time, but she heard it.
He suddenly turned away from taking a look at Mei Chaofeng. He was afraid that if he took another look, he would leave. He was afraid that if he stared again, he would set foot on the law. He paused for half a ring. When his mood calmed down, he looked at sky full of stars and jumped over the roof of the broken house. Then his figure flashed several times in the dark and stopped at one place. "Bang!" His body qi leaked out, the wind and sand danced around him, and in an instant, as soon as he received the leaked qi, the whole person closed his eyes and stood still like a stone pillar in the cool breeze.
For a moment, a garment broke in the wind and a figure passed in the darkness.
The handsome and indifferent man in white sword appeared on the ground after raising a piece of dust and sand.
Chapter one hundred and fifty-two Heroes’ Dream
The night wind in the head city of Montenegro is biting cold, but such cold is not as cold as Chen Xuanfeng’s heart.
Si Nian looked at Chen Xuanfeng faintly and frowned. "You really surprised me."
Chen Xuanfeng slowly closed his eyes and his face still looked like a zombie. However, there was nothing in his pupil. Now all he had left was unwillingness and compromise with his fate.
Chen Xuanfeng was hunting in the cold wind and looked at Sinian’s mouth slightly. "I killed your pet and you want to kill someone, which is exactly what I want to do."
"Are you making a deal with me?" Si Nian took a step towards Chen Xuanfeng with the eternal sword.
Chen Xuanfeng stared at him coldly and said, "I ordered the Nine Yin Zhen Jing Department."
"Hehe" Si Nian smiled gently as if it were as beautiful as epiphyllum, but epiphyllum was just a flash in the pan after all.
"Chen Xuanfeng, do you know that the purpose of my coming to the desert this time is to have the Nine Yin True Sutra in your hand? You shouldn’t have killed Yibei. You really shouldn’t have killed Yibei … "Si Nian said that the words in his mouth became thinner and thinner, and he couldn’t hear it as the wind rang.
"I die and you go" Chen Xuanfeng no longer said that it was repeating these six words.
Si Nian closes his eyes slightly and thinks about Ebe’s lovely figure, which is a pain in his heart.
In fact, what he hates most in his heart at the moment is not Chen Xuanfeng, but Bai Xiaosheng and the woman who wants to unify the sky. If there is no "nightmare demon array" to provoke his flaw, he will not be dragged into the "sentimental flaw" in his consciousness. He also hates himself. Yibei died because of protecting him.
"She’s blind. She has a grudge against us." Chen Xuanfeng looked at Si Nian for a long time and didn’t reply, whispering softly.
Si Nian suddenly felt a strange heart tired. He opened his eyes and looked at Chen Xuanfeng with sudden sadness in his eyes. The eyes made him feel like he had seen himself young.
"Give me the" Nine Yin Zhen Jing "and kill yourself." Si Nian looked at him and said lightly.
Chen Xuanfeng smiled that his heavy heart these days was released at this moment. He really didn’t want his beloved woman to escape with him.
A worn-out Chen Xuanfeng threw out Si Nian’s hand and raised his hand. He took one look at the yellow pages and put him in his arms. Then he slowly turned around. After two steps, he stopped and said, "You are as proud and confident as I was, and we all have sorrow, and your sorrow is that you met me …"
Chen Xuanfeng smiled, and now that he had chosen to die, he also needed to regret what he had done. He "destroyed the palm of his heart" and now he "destroyed the palm of his heart" to end his glory and life.
Si Nian listened to the sound of death behind him and started walking again, whispering, "And my sorrow is that even if I am born again and again, I will be freed from Dharma again and again in this hell …"
It began to rain on a cold night, and the rain was played by Si Nian. Every step he took kept the rain out of his body.
He didn’t know that the man lying behind him not only had the same pride as him, but also didn’t like the rain falling on him, but now he couldn’t refuse them. The cold night rain extinguished the last warmth of his body.
Cold wind, cold rain and cold bodies …
It’s the corpse, with eyes still staring at the dark sky …
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"Giggle …" Mei Chaofeng was wearing a pink long skirt and long hair on the rocks along the coast of Peach Blossom Island, flying with the sea breeze.
She danced slowly with her arms spinning with the sea breeze "giggle … giggle …" She was beautifully dressed and smiling as if she were a beautiful fairy girl in Peach Blossom Island. She turned around with bright eyes and looked at Chen Xuanfeng Chen Xuanfeng with a long sword in her hands, and her mouth smiled slightly.